Sundown, yellow moon, I replay the past I know every scene by heart, they all went by so fast

Truth is like a waterslide-only fun when it's slippery and wet.

I am hanging in the balance of a perfect finished plan, like every sparrow falling, like every grain of sand.

I stopped smoking. When I stopped smoking, my voice changed... so drastically, I couldn't believe it myself.

God is in heaven, and we all want what's his. But power and greed and corruptible seed seem to be all that there is.

Crimson flames tied through my ears Rollin' high and mighty traps Pounced with fire on flaming roads Using ideas as my maps "We'll meet on edges, soon," said I Proud 'neath heated brow. Ah, but I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now. Half-wracked prejudice leaped forth "Rip down all hate," I screamed Lies that life is black and white Spoke from my skull. I dreamed Romantic facts of musketeers Foundationed deep, somehow. Ah, but I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now.

It will scramble your head and drag your brain about, sometimes you gotta do like Elvis did and shoot the damn thing out.